We can fly.
We can float in air.
We are free.
Down the mountain to the shore of sea,
From the rural to city,
By the ponds, lakes and rivers,
Stay on the trees, posts and under eaves.
You can see us everywhere.
We can fly.
We can float in air.
We are free.
The sky will become boring without our flying,
The world will become lonely without our singing,
Locust will vast swarm and strip the area of vegetation and
Insects will destroy the fields without our guarding.
We are free and peace,
God created the world that we love,
HE also created human and us.
We can fly.
We can float in air.
We are free.
Bang!
I fell on the ground,
Can you see I am bleeding?
My eyes are blurring for I am dying,
God, I am going,
Can YOU tell me what mistake that I have done?
They said that shooting was for sport
They said that shooting was for fun,
They said for I am nothing and
They shot for I am just a bird.
I could fly,
I could float in air,
I was free.
2006年1月27日星期五
A Joke
A Joke
Last Sunday, my friend invited me for lunch in Ongpin. Around 1 p.m. in the afternoon, he called me up when I was walking towards the President Restaurant. He asked me if I could join him with his friend before we have our lunch and told me where they were at the moment. For the address was just near by, so I reversed my foot steps and went direct to Lai Lai Hotel where I ever been. Months ago, the Tsinoy communities had coordinated their efforts to demonstrate against the management, for they have planned to establish some gambling facilities inside the building.
A room boy was cleaning a piece of carpet with vacuum cleaner in the hallway, he directed me to the room that I asked for. After I knocked the door, a Chinese woman came to answer and let me in, lights were dim and so I could not see her very clear. “Joey has called me for he is here,” I asked to verify if it was the right place. “Ni ke yi jiang putonhua ma? (Can you speak in Mandarin?)” she is definitely a mainlander. After repeated in Mandarin once again, she let me sit down and wait, for she was going to have a bath. Calling up my friend to ask where he was but he could say nothing with endless laugh. The situation alerts me that the woman was a prostitute from China and I was tricked; when I heard the water was running from the showerhead; I increase the sound of the television, open the door and slip out the room. The room boy was still cleaning the carpet outside the hallway and was wondering why my visit was ended so fast.
Never get angry with my friend, he is an ultimate joker, a naughty fellow, joking with friends is his most favorite. I knew him since my first job in a camera shop about 35 years ago; he was already a joke maker at that time. Before I could identify where he was seated in the restaurant, I heard he was laughing at me with his stentorian voice. When he passed me a cup of tea, he could not hold his laugh while he was making his apologize, I was laughing too for I was just being fooled.
He pointed at the classified posts on the Chinese newspaper, which he got the information to trap me. “How does she look like? Hahaha,” he was still laughing. “I am not sure, but I think she is looking for me!” We both chortled and he gasped like a patient of asthma. Customers were looking at us and wondering if we were going crazy. It was hard for us to finish our lunch with laughing.
Last Sunday, my friend invited me for lunch in Ongpin. Around 1 p.m. in the afternoon, he called me up when I was walking towards the President Restaurant. He asked me if I could join him with his friend before we have our lunch and told me where they were at the moment. For the address was just near by, so I reversed my foot steps and went direct to Lai Lai Hotel where I ever been. Months ago, the Tsinoy communities had coordinated their efforts to demonstrate against the management, for they have planned to establish some gambling facilities inside the building.
A room boy was cleaning a piece of carpet with vacuum cleaner in the hallway, he directed me to the room that I asked for. After I knocked the door, a Chinese woman came to answer and let me in, lights were dim and so I could not see her very clear. “Joey has called me for he is here,” I asked to verify if it was the right place. “Ni ke yi jiang putonhua ma? (Can you speak in Mandarin?)” she is definitely a mainlander. After repeated in Mandarin once again, she let me sit down and wait, for she was going to have a bath. Calling up my friend to ask where he was but he could say nothing with endless laugh. The situation alerts me that the woman was a prostitute from China and I was tricked; when I heard the water was running from the showerhead; I increase the sound of the television, open the door and slip out the room. The room boy was still cleaning the carpet outside the hallway and was wondering why my visit was ended so fast.
Never get angry with my friend, he is an ultimate joker, a naughty fellow, joking with friends is his most favorite. I knew him since my first job in a camera shop about 35 years ago; he was already a joke maker at that time. Before I could identify where he was seated in the restaurant, I heard he was laughing at me with his stentorian voice. When he passed me a cup of tea, he could not hold his laugh while he was making his apologize, I was laughing too for I was just being fooled.
He pointed at the classified posts on the Chinese newspaper, which he got the information to trap me. “How does she look like? Hahaha,” he was still laughing. “I am not sure, but I think she is looking for me!” We both chortled and he gasped like a patient of asthma. Customers were looking at us and wondering if we were going crazy. It was hard for us to finish our lunch with laughing.
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